The kids are still home for their Christmas break at school. Yeah, they actually call it that, at this school. Color me shocked. I don't mind either way, really. They do a play with Santa too. They also color pictures of menorahs and learn about Hanukkah, so it's not exclusive by any means. But anyway, regardless of the reason, they are still home. Still making noise. Still being distracting.
I have this lovely first draft I'd really like to work on. I can't concentrate long enough to think clearly with them home. Sigh. So I sit here with my cup of coffee, pretend the boy's room really is picked up enough for the visiting grandparents to stay in there tomorrow (it isn't, I guarantee it)... and try and ignore the noises.
But I don't really even try to edit, because I'll just get more frustrated if I do. Because I won't be able to. This is the time of day I usually get work done. The hubby who works late is still sleeping, and the kids are usually in school. Sigh sigh sigh.
I really need to find a way to work while kids are home. >.<